**Chapter 2: The Southern Isles**

The stormy seas had finally subsided, leaving Iduna to pick up the pieces of her shattered world. She lay on a soft bed, surrounded by the gentle faces of strangers, and tried to make sense of her surroundings. The woman with a kind smile and a crown of silver hair sat beside her, holding a warm cup of tea. "Welcome, Your Majesty," the woman said, her voice soft. "I am Queen Lora, wife of King Westergard of the Southern Isles. You are safe now." Iduna's eyes widened as she struggled to sit up, her mind foggy. "Agnarr?" she whispered, her voice barely audible. Queen Lora's face was somber. "I'm afraid King Agnarr did not survive the storm, Your Majesty. But you are safe now, and we will do everything in our power to help you recover." Iduna's eyes filled with tears as she nodded, her heart heavy with grief. She knew that she had to hold on, for the sake of her daughters, Elsa and Anna, back in Arendelle. But for now, she was at the mercy of these strangers, and she could only hope that they would help her find her way back home. As Queen Lora helped Iduna drink the tea, a tall, imposing figure entered the room. He had a strong jawline and piercing blue eyes that seemed to see right through her. "Ah, my husband, King Westergard," Queen Lora said, nodding towards the man. "He has been eager to meet you, Your Majesty." King Westergard approached Iduna, his eyes filled with a deep sadness. "I am so sorry to hear about the loss of your husband, Your Majesty," he said, his voice low and gravelly. "I can only imagine the pain you must be feeling." Iduna nodded, feeling a lump form in her throat. She couldn't speak, not yet. King Westergard nodded, as if he understood. "You will stay here in the palace as our guest, Your Majesty. We will do everything in our power to help you recover and find a way to return home." Iduna nodded, feeling a sense of gratitude towards these strangers. She knew that she had a long road ahead of her, but with their help, she might just find a way to heal and reclaim her rightful place as queen. As the days passed, Iduna grew stronger, and King Westergard and Queen Lora took her under their wing. They told her about the Southern Isles, a land of rugged beauty and harsh realities. The kingdom was known for its rich resources, but also for its brutal ruler, King Morissey, who taxed his people heavily and crushed any opposition. Iduna listened intently, her mind whirling with thoughts of her own experiences with her sister's powers and the suffering of the Southern Isles' people. She began to see parallels between her own struggles and the plight of this kingdom. But for now, she was grateful for the kindness of King Westergard and Queen Lora, and she knew that she had to focus on her own recovery. She had to find a way to heal, not just for herself, but for her daughters, Elsa and Anna, who were waiting for her back in Arendelle. As she lay in bed that night, Iduna pulled her brown hair back into a simple braid, just as she had worn it in the flashbacks of her past. It was a small comfort, but it reminded her of who she was and where she came from. She closed her eyes, feeling a sense of determination wash over her. She would find a way to reclaim her rightful place as queen, and she would make a difference in this strange new land.